Part One

by Alarm Bells

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13:00
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05:46
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05:32

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released January 4, 2013

Written and performed by Alarm Bells:

John Baillie Jnr (Vocals, Electronics)
Ollie Cox (Synths, Vocals)
David Roy (Guitar)
Ryan McGinness (Bass)
Paul Bannon (Drums)

Recorded and mixed at Scrummy Yummy's
by David Roy and John Baillie Jnr.
Drums recorded at Chamber
by Graeme Young.

Photo: J.R Stevenson
LP Design: DCWID
Thanks: Musician's Benevolent Fund

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5 Scottish boys, so free they chose bondage.

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Track Name: Whitemare
lets see if i can list them off
in a biting but focussed way
like me when i'm super-aware of my tongue
as its checks and shows off each one of my teeth
i've got a hunch-back
hand on my heart he said it was
a pathological liar with gingivitis and appendicitis, honest cop, oh
call, oh, eh

then the bulbs they grow and grow and quiver
receptors just lose their nerve and shiver
(through bone and brain, through mind's new terrain)
this is you too babe, just wait and see

you're peeling and fading just like me

a gig and whiskey casualty,
that's gospel true, baby, baby
a buff mutant that's got to seen to be believed

then the bulbs they grow and grow and quiver
receptors just lose their nerve and shiver
(through bone and brain, into mind's new terrain)
this is you too babe, just wait and see

PAST HELL, FUTURE PURGATORY
I'LL LEAD YOU TO THE END,
THROUGH ADDICTIVE PHASE-SHIFTING

your fortune is my hostage,
funny that you're so free
you're so free that chose bondage

then the bulbs they grow and grow and quiver
receptors just lose their nerve and shiver
(through bone and brain, into mind's new terrain)
this is you too babe, just wait and see

PAST HELL, FUTURE PURGATORY
I'LL LEAD YOU TO THE END,
THROUGH ADDICTIVE PHASE-SHIFTING

histamine lies, histamine lies, histamine lies, allergy eyes

PAST HELL, FUTURE PURGATORY
I'LL LEAD YOU TO THE END,
THROUGH ADDICTIVE PHASE-SHIFTING

i've practised this thing
in my head so
when this song's finished
i'll never think of
of you again but
i know you always
preferred the style
over the stylish
and i'm positive
cos i know that you're a thought in my head
the sun
it's bounces round us
cos the past is like a freaky foreign country that i'll never visit
lately
i've been practising this
conversation
in my head but
then i remember you're a thought in my head - sing

when this songs finished
i'll never think of
of you again but
could i put this whole thing in quotation marks?
preferred the stylish
im positive
cos i know that you're a though in my head just singin'
eh oh eh oh eh oh
cos the past is like a freaky foreign country that i'll never visit
lately
i've remembered
that you're a thought in
that you're a thought in
that you're a thought in
that i'm a thought in

BANGING ON THE GATES OF PERFECT SILENCE
ON THE GATES OF 27 YEARS OF GRAVITY
ON THE CLOCK OF THE ONLY FACTORY
I WOULD RATHER BE AT HOME JUST CHEWING ON MY BABY'S MOLECULES

BANGING ON THE GATES OF PERFECT SILENCE
ON THE GATES OF 27 YEARS OF GRAVITY
ON THE CLOCK OF THE ONLY FACTORY
I WOULD RATHER BE AT HOME JUST CHEWING ON MY BABY'S MOLECULES

past hell, future purgatory
past hell, future purgatory
Track Name: Speeding Ticket
pouts
there's rules to writing english, jack
you remind me in the most vivid way
you manifest in my waking eyes
at a pitch, i can see you, so brilliant

the thought i had when i fell asleep
subconscious studies and fragments it
into a million crystallised bits

they swing
got to got to got to got to go
she swings

don't take that sinking so personally, bub
look at your body in the bathroom mirror
eventually you'll end up giving yourself the finger
so you suck, you don't matter a flying fuck?

the thought i had when i fell asleep
subconscious studies and fragments it
into a million crystallised bits

she swings
got to got to got to got to -
gumption, you get it
gumption, you get it
gumption, you get it, do you?
gumption, you get it, do you?

what'd she say? no, i want to know..
you are my speeding ticket
i'm not so sure, are you go to go?
you are my speeding ticket
what'd he say? yeah, i want to know..
you are my speeding ticket
i'm not so sure, are you good to go?
you thought you were a little ticket
you thought you were a little..

i've learned the rules to writing english, jackie boy
i've wrote you a ticket
with a pitch, with the bitch, we've got a glitchy stitch
it is frozen introspective
subconscious study fragments it
Track Name: Cycles
hands up
big drop, the process of prowess
lights flash
throb out, watershed safety age
lined up,
shots gone, cool as comet water champagne,
hands up
for the prowess, all we want to hear is big drop, yeah

eyes up,
hands down, she said 'i could be your future ex if you wanted'
hips swing,
arms fling, shouting compliments over the booms
lined up,
shots gone, cool as comet water champagne,
hands up
for the prowess, all we want to hear is big drop, yeah

cubicle - club
cubicle - club
cubicle

(i could explain but words would only limit it)

human psycho cycle
human psycho cycle
we hope you have a good time sleeping
eyes up, eyes up, eyes up

i don't think so
i know you'll go
supreme mathematics
pipe dream

low-pass doors
dampen the party
lean on a wall
talk to yourself
like a hidden dressed rehearsal
you imagine she whispers to you

lined up,
shots gone, cool as comet water champagne,
hands up
for the prowess, all we want to hear is big drop, yeah

cubicle - club
cubicle - club
cubicle

human psycho cycle
human psycho cycle
we hope you have a good time sleeping
eyes up, eyes up, eyes up

i don't think so
i know you'll go
supreme mathematics
pipe dream

a dishonest yes is a no to me

snapping necks
curl and flex
nightclub hex
shit reflects
this is an open mic
to all concerned
the party's over you're time's up

a dishonest yes is a no to me

snapping necks
curl and flex
nightclub hex
shit reflects
this is an open mic
to all concerned
the party's over you're time's up

god and earths
on corners
dropping jewels
god and earths
Track Name: Cocoons
(i'm your delivery man
trailing with the places i've been
glasgow smell stuck in my hair
the scent is dissolved like effervescent air)

what' we going to do,
what' we going to do with you?

knock knock, delivery ma'am
glasgow smell stuck right in my hair
the scent is dissolved like effervescent air
and i'm trailing with the tiny bits of all the places i have been, yeah

back in cocoons!

what' we going to do,
what' we going to do with you?
what' we going to do,
what' we going to do with you?

she said:
fill me up with packing foam and plastic
send me recorded delivery
then she starts repeating..
bootleg my thighs
bootleg my thighs

back in cocoons..

i'm part mean and i'm part crude
and i'm all assembled to be your food
i was sure these gears were queers for 19 years
you're a hostage to fortune and it's mine
and as these 5 horses you call your senses
drag you through your days
i hope you are enjoying this
cos being will have me in an early grave

from a blue skied oven
bathed in Z-11
to minus 20 at the smoking bit
the smoking bit in bitter berlin
and like the sun you get at everything
dissolved and bleaching landscapes brutal
how do i recognise the un-scent/unsent
how do i know what you really really meant?

and what?